Alpha Pack 02 - Savage Awakening by J.D. Tyler Read Free Book Online Page B

gorgeous slice of man looked like he belonged on a Paris runway, he
so
didn’t look like any fairy in her book. But hey, whatever floated his boat. “Fae it is.”
    “What is L-A-P-D?” he asked, spelling the letters carefully, as though they were foreign to him.
    “That stands for ‘Los Angeles Police Department.’ I’m a cop, here on personal business.”
    Excitement lit his face. “Oh! I’ve seen those on the television, capturing and shooting bad guys,” he said, making a gun with his thumb and forefinger.
    His enthusiasm would’ve been cute if it hadn’t been for the vision of Luis Garcia dead on the dirty ground that still stalked her brain. “It’s not all fun and games,” she replied shortly. “Those people on the tube are actors and the shows rarely get it right.”
    His smile fell. “I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m still learning so much about your world and have so far left to go that when I recognize something familiar…”
    “Hey, no sweat.” Now she felt bad for ruining his fun.
    Shrugging, he went on. “Anyway, you must be an extremely worthy female of your kind to have such an important job.”
    “Tell that to the media and the general public.”
    “What?” His brow wrinkled.
    “Nothing.” She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation—
any
conversation—with a blue-haired dude wearing wings. “Say, where does a hungry person get something to eat around here?”
    Sariel brightened again and offered her his arm. “In the dining room, and you’re in luck because it’s time for the evening meal. I’ll escort you.”
    “Sounds good. I could eat roadkill right about now.” Taking the man’s arm, she saw him wrinkle his nose and couldn’t help but laugh. “Relax, that’s just a saying. I don’t eat dead animals off the pavement.”
    “Good to know!” His relief was palpable.
    Sariel led her back through the maze the way she’d come, but when they reached the hallway where her room was located, he made a turn in a new direction. After a few moments, they ended up in a big dining room, as promised. Like the rest of this place, the room was designed to create a homey feel.
    Several large tables took up the space, which was made to house a number of people yet provide for more intimate conversation than it would have with just one huge table. In the center of each table were platters of food, served family style. And around the tables were quite a few men and a sprinkling of women. Most of whom had stopped talking and were checking out the newbie. Rowan looked around for Mackenzie, hoping for a familiar face, but didn’t see her.
    “Hey, Blue,” someone called. “Who’s your friend?”
    “This is Rowan Chase,” Sariel announced, either ignoring the slight awkwardness or unaware of it. “Apparently she’s our guest for a while. Come on.”
    He tugged her to a nearby table where a small blond woman sat with a handsome, dark-haired, goateed man and two other guys she’d seen at the gate. At least now they were dressed. The body language of the blonde and the goateed man, the way they sat close, the big brute leaning into her, made Rowan think they were together. Rowan sat next to Sariel, across from the others, eyeing the steak and baked potatoes in the middle of the table.
    Her stomach growled, hopefully unheard due to the talking that had resumed around them. The goateed guy pushed the plates closer to her side and nodded.
    “Dig in.”
    “Thanks.” Reaching for the big fork on the steak platter, she dished up a piece, put it on her plate, then stabbed a potato.
    “I’m Jaxon Law, by the way,” he said, and then gestured to the blonde burrowed into his side. “This is my mate, Kira Locke.”
    Mate? Okay. Wolves mated, right? Did they get married, too? She didn’t see any rings on their fingers.
    She addressed the other woman. “You must be the one who works with Sariel rehabilitating, um…”
    Kira smiled. “Basically, we help any creature or